Lyrics The Road to Hell, Pt. 2 - Brazilian Jazz

The Road to Hell, Pt. 2

Well I’m standin' by a river, but the water doesn’t flow, it bonds with every
poison it can think of.
Then among beneath the street lights, a lot of joy and know, scared beyond
belief way down in the shadows.
And the pathetic fear of violence, choose a smile on every face,
and common sense is ringing like the bells.
This ain’t no technological breakdown.
Oh no, this is the road to hell.
And all the rolls turned up with credit, and there’s nothing you can do.
It’s all just bits of paper, flying away from you.
Oh look out world, take a good look at what comes down here.
You must learn
these lessons fast;
learn it well.
This ain’t no akwardly mobile freeway.
Oh no, this is the road, this is the road, this is the road to hell.